And then...we met for lunch. I simply glided into the somewhat fancy restaurant that Carl had suggested, looking fabulous, and kissed him on the cheek as he shook my hand. He looked terribly nervous, which I thought was just charming.
We had soup and fish and talked and talked. He divorced three years ago and says he‘s not been dating that much as he‘s also busy looking after his two young children. Yes, bugger, he‘s nearing fifty and yet he has such young children, staying with him every other week. Oh well, I decided not to let it put me off though.
He turned out to be very intelligent and highly educated, both an academic and an administration type AND a hobby musician and writer! How perfect a combination is that?
I tried to seem not too impressed though, appearing to be a little reserved and modest (a new technique I‘m experimenting with). So I ignored several opportunities to show how witty I am and neither joked or teased him as much as I would ordinarily do, if I wasn‘t trying to impress a man.
I was just suitably passive and humble, fought the urge to pull out my purse when the bill arrived and allowed Carl to pay, as he seems to be one of those rare, old fashioned gentlemen.
Then he drove me home before going back to the office, said he‘d really like to see me again and asked whether I‘d have dinner with him this weekend. I of course accepted, as I find him very cute, very interesting and very charming. Then I gave him a feather light kiss on the lips and hopped out of the car.
I couldn‘t stop smiling for the rest of the day, called a couple of girlfriends and described the date to them in detail and then went shopping for a new dress. Yes, this man deserved a new, expensive dress for our proper date, no doubt about it.
Wound up buying a short, green patterned cocktail dress with spaghetti straps. Dead sexy. Hope Carl doesn‘t have some sort of a heart condition, this dress will most definitely cause a rise in his blood pressure...
Late that same evening I received a text message from Carl: 'Thank you for that kiss in the car. It was sweet, so are you. Good night.'
Aaaaaw...
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